"Bella. Bella honey, can you hear me?" I heard Carlisle say, at least I thought it was Carlisle. I opened my eyes and looked around, the bright light stinging my eyes.

"I'm at the hospital aren't I?" I asked but I already knew. I could smell the stench of disinfectant a mile off, I was so used it by now. Being the clumsy child I was I had spent most my childhood in here. I heard Carlisle laugh,

"Yes Honey, you are." Oh great, this was a great way to end my first day at high school.

"How long have I been out?" I asked as I sat up

"About four hours. You did wake up but you were in terrible pain after we snapped your wrist back into place so we gave u some pills to make u go back to sleep."

"I broke my wrist?" I asked

"Yes honey, your left one so you can still write and do everything else as normal. Edward and Emmett are here, I excused them from school to come and sit with you until you woke up. Shall I bring them in?" I nodded with a grin on my face, I love my boys.

Five minutes later the boys walked in. Emmett rushed straight over to my right and Edward, my left. I got squeezed from both sides and I couldn't breathe.

"Okay guys…please…let…go…of…me." I managed to get out, the boys instantly let go.

"How you feeling Baby G'?" Emmett asked as he kissed my head

"I'm fine, my head kinda hurts but apart from that I'm 100%." I laughed but Emmett didn't seem convinced. Edward was next, he kissed my cheek before asking if I was okay. I told him the same thing I told Emmett but even he didn't seem convinced.

"Bella, there's someone who wants to see you outside. Shall I tell him to come in? Me and Em will leave if you want." Edward said, I didn't want to be rude but then I was scared about who would be here. I told them that they can wait outside until I know who it is.

Edward and Em left and in stepped another. To say I was shocked would be an understatement.

"Bella, I'm so sorry. I never even meant to aim for you that hard but I guess I sorta got caught up. I hope you're okay." He rushed to my bedside and looked at me all over.

"Whoa Declan calm down. I'm fine besides it wasn't your fault. I tripped over a ball on the floor, I'm a clumsy child so this is a regular thing for me." I laughed but even fucking Declan didn't believe me and he hadn't even known me a day yet.

"It was partly my fault because I threw the ball at you."

"Isn't that the whole point of the game? Okay maybe this will make u feel better." I pulled the cover over the side of the bed. I pointed to my knee, "This scar is because of Edward. When we were little he liked to take me on adventures through the woods and one day I tripped and cut it open on a rock. It required 4 stiches." I turned so my elbow was it facing Declan, "This scar is because of Emmett. During middle school he wanted to try out for the basketball team and I volunteered to help him practice. He got a bit competitive one day and threw the ball too hard at me. I went flying and ending up breaking my elbow as I fell against the floor. I needed my elbow popped back into place and I had to have 5 stiches from where the bone had pierced through the skin." I pulled my hair back and exposed my forehead, "This scar is because of both of them. They were fighting in the living room one day and I got worried when I heard Emmett scream. I rushed down the stairs and I got caught up in my feet. I fell down 9 stairs and hit my head at the bottom, it required 3 stiches. I have hundreds more but that could take up day." He laughed at me and I felt like I'd had actually made him feel better.

"I guess you are a clumsy girl. I still feel bad about it though. Let me make it up to you, would you like to go to the cinema with me?" I blushed, my face turning bright red.

"Like a date?" I asked. He nodded with a smile on his face, "Okay."

"Right Saturday, I will pick u up at 8?" I nodded, today was Wednesday so that gave me plenty of time to plan my outfit and such. Plus he was friends with Edward so I guessed he knew where I lived and how to get there.

I had to stay overnight so the doctors could check my head and I had to have a cast put on my wrist in the morning but other than that I could go home tomorrow, which I was so thankful for. I hate hospitals. I got moved to a ward and I had to share with other teenagers. I felt like they were watching me, there was a girl with cancer, a boy with a punctured lung and another boy with a heart defect. I felt bad for them, I mean I had a fractured wrist and I was on a ward with people that could die any day now. I felt awkward; it was like I was making a big deal out of nothing when these kids had such a bad life and bad things to deal with.

Soon I had had my head checked and all I had to have done now was my cast. I picked a black one, I didn't want everyone to be like 'can I sign it?' and stuff like that and with it being black it meant that no writing would come up. Plus it would be all stinky and mouldy when I took it off, what kind of tramp keeps that. Shortly after I went back to my bed and relaxed with my book and TV. Edward and Esme came to pick me up from the hospital at 11, Edward had apparently refused to go to school just so he could come and get me.

I arrived back at home at about 12-ish. Edward and I sat in front of the telly, munching on sandwiches Esme had made for us. Even though I was back home and safe now, Edward still refused to leave my side so Esme let him have the rest of the day off too. We watched a film and then I dragged Edward up to my room so he could help me pick an outfit for Saturday, I never had a girl friend to help me so I guessed a guy's opinion was second best.

I had been through 10 different outfits and had narrowed it down to 2 final ones. The top was either a black one with pink converse on it or a purple one with black converse on. The trousers were either black or white skinny jeans. My shoes were either purple slip-ons or black slip-ons depending on what top I chose to wear. Edward looked pretty fed up but he had chosen to stalk me all day so it was his own fault.

"Bellllaaaa please save me from this hell." He screamed as he fell to his knees praying me to let him go.

"Why should I?" I asked with a smirk on my face

"Well because we have Em's later and you know what they are like, it can get pretty hectic."

"What? No one told me that we were going Em's, I need to get my outfit sorted for that as well." I ran back to my closet, as I ran I heard a loud groan erupt from Edward's mouth. I chuckled and carried on looking. Dinner at Em's was a formal event in a way and we were all expected to dress posh and look our best. I chose a purple, knee length dress and paired it with some purple high heels. The dress had a high neckline, short sleeves and a purple ruffle flower on the right shoulder.

It was about four o'clock before we finally emerged downstairs. Esme was making some cupcakes for a special wedding cake so Edward and I decided to help her. Esme went off to make some phone calls to make sure everything was in place for tomorrow, which left me and Edward alone. I was busy creaming the butter and the sugar together when I felt a light flicker hit by back. I turned around but Edward was working fine, shifting the flour into a bowl. I turned back and carried on but I felt another flicker and just like before when I turned around Edward was working. Confused as ever I decided I would move towards Edward instead. As I approached Edward I noticed he had a grin on his face,

"What have you done?" I asked. Instead of an answer all I got was a muffled laugh, "Edward, what have you done?" I asked, the anger getting built up in my voice. He picked dipped his fingers into the flour bowl then brought his hand towards my face, I was about to shout at him but it was too late. He flicked the flour in my face.

"EDWARD!" I screamed. He was pissing himself laughing so I took my chance. I picked up and egg off the side and splatted it on his head. His laughing immediately stopped and his face dropped.

"What the fuck? You're so dead." He picked up the whole bowl of flour and dumped it on my head.

By the time we got caught, we were covered head to toe in baking stuff. Esme flipped her lid, she was beetroot red when she seen the mess we had made. We were to immediately change and remain in our rooms until it was time to go to Emmett's, which was in three hours.

I sat on the bathroom floor crying. It fucking hurt like a bitch. Edward came rushing in, he had just taken a shower and was still wet.

"Bella, what's wrong?" He said as he rubbed my back.

"I can't get the stupid mix out my hair, I keep tugging and washing but it just won't come out. I don't want to cut my hair off." I managed to say.

"Come here." Edward pulled me over to the bath and stuck my head over the side of the bath. He ran the warm water over my head, squirted some shampoo into his hands and began rubbing my hair slowly. He picked at the mix and soothed my head, soon enough all of it was gone. He added some conditioner then washed that out too. He passed me a towel and I wrapped my hair up in it. I grinned brightly at him,

"Thanks Edward. I owe you one." He laughed and then told me to get to my room before Esme got mad again. I gave him a hug and thanked him again before skipping off to my room, away from the evil temper of Esme.